Montello High: School of Gangsters (Published under Cloak Pop Fiction)

So you think you're bad? But surely, there are people out there more evil than you. Disgustingly gorgeous devils that are not meant to be messed with. Unless, you unfortunately dance on their hell of a territory.
Summer Leondale is always the badass...

"Ouch!" I cried as he grabbed my shoulders--- my bruised shoulders--- and pushed me to the wall. Nakaramdam ako ng takot nang magtama ang paningin namin. Those dark eyes are menacingly looking back at me. Like a devil looking directly at the soul of his victim.

"What the hell did you hear? And what did you see? Have you seen death? I'm willing to give you that!" Nagtatagis ang mga bagang na sabi niya.

"I've heard the words of a jerk! And I've seen an asshole hurting a girl's feelings!" I snapped at him. Itinulak ko siya palayo. Whoa! His chest is broad, muscled and hard. Shut up! Summer! Stop being an idiot admiring this devil!